AN: I'm not entirely sure how it works when someone is brought into Arkum Asylum and right now I don't care so, enjoy!
Jason's pov
I groaned and cracked my eyes open. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. I blinked a couple times before my vision cleared.
Oh no... Oh f*ck. Oh sh*t. No, no, no, no, no! I jumped out of the makeshift bed and hurried to the glass door/wall thing. I banged on the glass, catching the attention of a guard who ignored me.
"Hey asshole! Look at me!" I shouted at him. The guard who looked to be middle-aged with brown hair, graying at the roots turned to look at me.
"Shut up." He snapped.
"Listen buddy," I said, ignoring his order. "This is a misunderstanding, I need to get out of here! My brother's in danger! C'mon!" I begged. The guard shook his head and turned away.
"Sorry, no can do." He said dismissively.
"C'mon man... you gotta help me!" I said my voice thinning. "Talk to the boss. I didn't do anything wrong!"
"You threatened a staff member and from your records, you've killed many people, ran illegal trades, destroyed property, assaulted men and women, the list goes on." The guard said. My mouth went dry.
I sunk back down on the bed, holding my head in my hands. The guard walked down the hall.
"Hey Hood!" Someone whispered in a thick Russian accent. I glanced up. A guard stood outside my door. I raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, me?"
"Yeah you! I can help you get out, but it will cost you." He said. My eyes widened. I rushed up to the glass.
"You can!?" I exclaimed. He smashed me.
"Yes, but is difficult." (for this dude, bad grammar on purpose no offence to any of my fellow Russian comrades) He responded.
"I don't care. Just help me out." I answered .
"Okey but you pay me in return, yes?" He asked. I nodded.
"Yeah, yeah. How much do you want?" I asked.
"Eh. Thousand or so." He said calmly.
"A thousand?" I asked.
"You want out or no?" He responded. I cursed under my breath.
"Before I say yes, who are you, and what are you using the money for?"
"Name is Boris. Am going to use money to get my significant other out of jail." He said. I nodded.
"What's his name? Why's he in jail?" I asked.
"Why so many questions?"
"I gotta know who I'm working with here." I responded. Boris rolled his eyes is muttered something in Russian.
" 's name is Theodore. He got caught with drug." Boris said. I nodded.
"Okay I'll pay ya, but you have to get me out today. I can't waste anymore time." I whispered.
"Aye. Will put plan into action at lunch. I will be patrolling." He said. I spotted a guard coming down the hall.
"Okay I'll talk to you later, guard's coming." I said retreating back to my bed. Boris saluted me.
"Officer Boris, was he giving you trouble?" The guard from earlier asked. Boris shook his head.
"No. 'e was just asking when lunch is at, is all." He responded. The guard nodded and continued walking, eyeing me suspiciously. I flipped him off in response. I grinned to myself.
I'm getting out here today. Hang on Damian. I'm coming for ya.
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